Retrace

Ghosts in their natural colors, dancing across my eyes They guide me to splintered paths, to all the pasts I never had Every step met with questions: No depth, no perception I'd retreat as far as my mistakes could take me At the water's edge, I bowed my head to drink, only to drown Retrace, then return Time won't take us back Memories steeped in vagrancy, I can't face the present Without turning to the past At the water's edge, I bowed my head to drink, only to drown Retrace, then return Time won't take us back Visions we're cursed to carry, The terror of being temporary Our choices confine us, But our resolve defines us